Helena turned her gaze away from the window and took another sip of tea. Despite not having spoken for a long time, her voice came out smoothly as the warm liquid moistened her mouth.
“The weather is really clear today.”
“……Is that so.”
“The tea smells better than usual, too.”
“Does it?”
Eugene responded briefly, turning the page of the daily newspaper, not even giving her a glance. The indifferent man listened to whatever his wife said as if it were just a passing breeze, unconcerned about what she thought or felt about him over the years.
“Do you know? You don’t make eye contact with others much.”
“…….”
“It’s understandable, I guess. They just need to nod and move like puppets to whatever you say.”
“The preamble is long, Helena. What are you trying to say?”
“But you used to look me in the eyes. I really liked seeing myself reflected in your eyes.”
“……Trivial.”
Eugene dismissed her words with a firm set of his lips. Helena had no choice but to remain silent. A brief silence followed.
Eugene’s eyes were still fixed on the thin pages of the newspaper.
Tick. Tock.
The sound of the clock’s second hand seemed unusually loud. Eventually, the clock hands pointed to four o’clock.
The afternoon tea time set aside for the couple to chat. During this time, the voices rolling across the table were always hers alone.
Sometimes, such indifference choked her more than hatred. There were times she even wished he would lash out in anger.
Helena swallowed the dull pain in her heart and took a last long look at the man before her.
‘Eugene. Eugene Evergail.’
He was a figure who fit perfectly into the definition of ‘flawless’ without any additional adjectives. Like a statue carved by sculptors hailed as geniuses of the century, naturally invoking admiration.
His face had strong features, yet his lowered eyelashes were long. Under the thick eyebrows, his golden eyes shone brilliantly as if inlaid with gold.
His jawline, devoid of any curves, was straight, and the sharp nose and jet-black hair added to his strong impression.
Helena remembered the feel of his nose pressing against her when he first devoured her lips.
How his prominently jointed hands caressed her skin, and how she gasped his name, Eugene.
They were moments etched into her body, unwillingly letting her go at the start of each regression.
‘……Now I must let go.’
After all, one cannot live embracing a statue.
If a god pitied a human for loving a statue and breathed life into it, maybe, but regrettably, he was already a human.
Cold and hard, a changeable human.
Perhaps it would have been easier to love a statue.
‘Staying here won’t bring you back.’
Amidst the silence, the sound of a page flipping echoed again.
Helena set down her teacup.
“So.”
It’s her first and last grasp.
The end of a long journey with him.
From this moment on,
“Let’s get a divorce.”
She bids him farewell.
Helena’s declaration of divorce didn’t surprise Eugene. He simply uttered a brief “Okay, then,” as if it were a passing matter.
But a few seconds later, his eyebrows furrowed sharply.
“……What?”
Unexpectedly, Eugene’s demeanor was pressing. Although I could feel his piercing gaze urging me to say something more, I calmly emptied my teacup, ignoring it.
“The weather is nice, and the tea is fragrant.”
I slowly looked up, and unlike before, our eyes met directly.
“If we get divorced, it seems like today would be nothing short of a perfect day.”
“What are you.”
“Eugene.”
I interrupted him, the first time I had done so during our long marriage. Perhaps that’s why Eugene seemed more surprised than annoyed.
I continued, unhurriedly, “Some find happiness in the simplest things, like seeing flowers on the streets or having a hearty meal. I can’t. It’s always been like this here, and it will continue to be. So, for once, I should be allowed a day of happiness.”
“Do you even realize what you’re saying?”
“I’m saying let’s get divorced.”
Eugene let out a short breath.
“……Get a grip, Helen. Are you still groggy from a nap?”
His pure golden eyes were tinged with bewilderment.
Eyes that once desperately sought to be in his sight, fluttering around him.
It was ironic that I was truly facing those eyes in such a situation. It made me laugh at myself, endlessly.
“Do I need to say it again for you to understand? I don’t want to be by your side anymore.”
Despite the absurdity, my tone was as if I was giving a bland review of a boring play. I hoped he perceived it that way.
“Helena.”
Unfazed by my attitude, Eugene finally sat up from his chair back. He had even put down the newspaper he had been holding all this time, looking utterly confused as to why his always compliant wife was suddenly acting like this.
“You must have been bored with no parties lately. Even so, don’t joke like this. It’s not amusing.”
He was unaware that he hadn’t even attended a small tea party for over three months. He probably thought I was just throwing a tantrum out of boredom.
“It would be good for you to take a break for a while.”
Male lead says he’s pregnant — and it’s female lead’s child
Something seems a bit off about this world.
Wang Zhao thought as she watched a pregnant man walking towards her…
Intro
Female lead finds herself in a world where the men who possess the ability to bear children.
As she navigates this unfamiliar reality, she is caught off guard by the sudden appearance of her boyfriend, who reveals that he is pregnant.
Is this truly her boyfriend?
Why can’t she recall any details about their time together?
She begins to doubt whether the child her boyfriend is carrying is even hers.
Is there a hidden reason behind her amnesia, or could it be a side effect of her sudden arrival in this strange new world?
Just when it seems the protagonist’s life couldn’t become any more entangled, her ex-boyfriend makes an unexpected appearance, raising questions about the protagonist’s past.
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